We are the k**az that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof) So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop) k**az like an army that never lose (Get on up) So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!) Listen mutha f**az that are testin' me right now Sinna'z 'bout to battle it up with the whole damn crowd If ya didn't know, you'll find, that I'm Bullet Proof I'm rippin' through ya house like I'm tha big bad wolf I'm huffin' an I'm puffin' takin' shots to my chest Adrenaline pumpin' so f** a muthaf**in' teflon vest Well step back, relax, in fact, f** that Mishap, car got jacked, now your body collapsed So come on down to the level of the underground Just stick around with the k**a Kore sound Me an' my glock on top, the club is where I'm at Now who do you think Puffy was firin' rounds at? Like I said it before, Blood or Cryp, don't play that sh** Before you got on that trip, I'm done unloadin' my clip A pop-pop-pop bang, chicka bang bang bang That's my statement as I let the bullets rain We are the k**az that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof) So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop) k**az like an army that never lose (Get on up) So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!) I'm that mutha f**in' k**a, unstoppable Undroppable, sh**, I'm uncoppable Woof! We raise the Roof! Dawg, I'm mutha f**in' Bulletproof, uh! I'm the k**a that needs no mutha f**in introduction My seduction is corruption, k** ya husband, bucks'em mutha f**s'em Ima crush'em no thang, bang bang (n***aaa) What? f** Me? You can't touch me Let the bullets rain to my brain, no pain I'm invinsible, Sinical criminal Insane Ya rounds are subliminal My mutha f**in clip from tha TeK that I grip is full (Ima Shootcha) Tick Tock, bang pop, body flop Watch it flop, my block, my glock, my shot to a cop Let's rock, hip-hop, I shock, and I'm bulletproof mutha f**a We are the k**az that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof) So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop) k**az like an army that never lose (Get on up) So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!) Bulletproof, mutha f**a (get yo walk on) you know the way that we roll Bugzee and the Bio k**az ( C-walk to this) lost control here we go Wut you gonna do (get yo walk on) with k**a Kore coming Through We got our vest on, ( c-walk to this) you got yo chest gone 'cause you aint bulletproof Wut the f** you try to play with us for Mutha f**a you be the one with his face down on the floor With my foot against yo neck, you know I always be packin a TeK and leave yo face a bloody mess So wut u gonna do. When u f**in with the k**a crew You know we beat your a** blue When you see the click come through Bloody body bags linin the halls When we done, all the blood wont be commin off the walls Oh sh**, I'm catchin 6 to the chest Why'd I take off my vest could this be another test Laying on the ground, starin up at the roof Mutha f**a I aint dying, thought I told you I was Bulletproof (Ghost Fleet Lyrics Unavailable Upon Request)